I went to see Flaming Lips on Friday and a roadie recognized some people's shirts. He came up to us and asked us if we wanted to dance on stage. That makes two Flaming Lips concerts and two times dancing on stage.
Wayne Coyne didn't remember me, but he talked to Beth on the phone and told me he would be a dog if he had to be any animal. A small dog with a really hot woman for an owner so he could cuddle with her at night.
Saturday I became a man in the Jewish culture.
Sunday nothing happened of importance. But it is only one month until Europe.
That's all for now. I'll keep you updated.
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